Stepped into a beautiful garden........

I have finally entered The Garden of Knowledge and Virtue..
yeah..i was sooo excited and glad and impatient to get to know what's campus/university life is all about..i even had my mommy to drove me around the campus 2 days before the date i went for the registration just for some mind-prep..hehhe..

everything went fine and smooth during the reg..

but i never knew that that is only the start for me for a rocky, effingly tiresome journey in this U..hairhh..
and i can sure u that each of homosapien that witnessed and went through every single programme during the Taaruf (Orientation/Introductory) Week which were held in this very beautifully carved and coloured mosque will agree in each and every syllabus that i said..

IT EFFYINGLY, Fish n French Fries, MOST TIRESOME 4 DAYS OF MY/our LIVES!!!



imagine this...

a group, huge group of 1st year freshies (1690 ppls ) were forced,even for their benefit,to sit and listen for 5-6 hours of briefings (which are obviously not that brief!) per day and being flocked into a bbiiigggg group each time we have to move from one place to another..hellll!O! We aren't 9 year olds! Our age ranged from 19-40's yrs old..We have our own feet and ears and eyes and brains! We can make our own way to the hostel or to where the food are placed..just show us the direction for once and we can go by oursleves..and the committes aren't very helpful and can be beast-y not to mention biatch-y,sumtimes..well,at least now i know women are sumtimes best to be follewers (especially when u are incappable of controlling ur own E.M.O~!) and..


oh..this rumblings can go on and last till the day i graduate in 4 coming years..but i'll save u the minnie minor details..

eventhough,

Taaruf Week had 2 weeks pass..
but the tireness (??) is still clinging onto me..
my body,my brain,my neck,my hip..my legs..urgh!!
Sore from H*ll..and from all the walkings...


however,

but i guess it's just another new things that i have to face in this new phase of my life and i have to prepare emotionally AND mentally to live with it for another few year..

okay then..till i get myself a boyfriend with a car/bike..i'll not stop rumbling..and my leg still hurts~~